Mu Yuan was still thinking of ways to break through the acupuncture points.
But he didn't expect that the Ninth Princess, who looked pretty and good-for-nothing, could be so skillful in tapping acupuncture points.
In the end, the acupoints did not break through, but the true energy reversed, damaging the meridians!
A wisp of blood slid down the corner of his lips. His fingertips were obviously tightening, but they still couldn't open the acupuncture point.
Mu Yuan refused to give up and once again tried to gather his true energy.
"If you continue to exercise, you will only injure yourself more deeply."
The door was pushed open, and when he looked up, he saw the slender figure standing against the door, looking at him.
Mu Yuan was a little stunned, why did she...come back?
Could it be that someone from the copycat discovered it?
But after Chu Qingge entered the door, she closed the door behind her, but there was clearly no one behind her.
No one found me, why did you come back?
Mu Yuan didn't understand and couldn't tell what this woman was thinking.
He looked at Chu Qingge who slowly walked up to him, but he didn't expect that this woman would take off his mask again.
This time, Mu Yuan was so angry that his fingertips were trembling.
She had already seen such an ugly face, why would she want to see it again and humiliate him again?
Chu Qingge was unusually quiet. Not only did she look, she also stretched out her long fingers and slowly traced the scars on his face with her fingertips.
Mu Yuan couldn't describe what he was feeling at this time.
Since his face was destroyed, no one has ever been so close to him, let alone someone who has touched his face like this.
This face will scare everyone who sees it, and no one dares to get close to it.
"Actually, it's just some toxin corrosion. It's not impossible to cure it, but it's very difficult."
After Chu Qingge looked at it for a while, he put the mask on him.
Mu Yuan didn't know what she meant, but would this face be cured?
I don't even dare to think about it, and there is no need to think about it.
He just stared at her, still confused, why did she come back when she had the chance to escape?
With excitement, another trace of blood slipped from the corner of his lips.
Chu Qingge's eyes darkened slightly and she said displeasedly: "Stop trying to struggle, you have already injured your meridians."
"I can untie your acupuncture points, and I don't plan to leave. However, don't be rough with me. We have an agreement first!"
She stretched out her hand to relieve his acupuncture point.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, there were hurried and messy footsteps outside.
"Young village master, it's not good, the old master..."
Xianglan pushed the door open.
But she never expected that what she saw would be such a strange picture.
The Ninth Princess squatted in front of the Young Village Master and raised her hand, while the Young Village Master...he was sitting on the ground with blood bleeding from the corners of his lips!
"Witch, how dare you hurt him!"
Seeing the blood on Mu Yuan's lips, Xianglan felt a pain in her heart, and with a cry, she sent a palm towards Chu Qingge.
Mu Yuan wanted to stop it, but he couldn't speak or move, so he couldn't stop it at all!
Pandan, don't hurt her!
I couldn't say these words.
Chu Qingge made a mistake in her steps and dodged Xianglan's attack.
She said: "I don't mean any harm, let me first..."
"Witch! The young leader of the village is so kind to you, but you still want to hurt him! I'll kill you!"
Xianglan didn't listen to the explanation at all. With a swipe sound, she pulled out the short knife from her waist and slashed towards Chu Qingge.
The fighting moves of soldiers! They are real and there are no false moves at all!
A flash of surprise flashed across Chu Qingge's eyes. Who is this Xianglan, and why does she look like a soldier?
The hand that fell on the waist let go the moment it touched the short knife at the waist.
If this short sword were to be used, it would definitely hurt Xianglan.
But now, she doesn't want to hurt her.
After a moment's hesitation, Xianglan's short sword was already in front of her...
